My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2805 -935: Lord of Darkness? What Trash! Believe It If You Want—I’m Outta Here

“The lizard’s tailbone is so delicious.”

Black Servant Sen flailed his claws and shouted:

“The giant’s leader is as tall as ten Black Servant Sens! He holds a spear that calls upon wind and snow! The old master said it’s a Divine Artifact called something ‘ya’, stolen from a group of dwarfs! Squeak squeak, the old master forbade us from eavesdropping, but Black Servant Sen secretly overheard…

They plan to take that spear to a faraway place…

to open a grand treasure!”

“Master, he’s talking about the Frost dwarves’ Holy Relic Winter’s Strike!”

Maxim immediately realized and said seriously:

“The previous leader of the Frost dwarves, Ratir, was ambushed and killed by the West Sacha Barbarians, and that relic was lost. It seems there’s some twilight meddling behind this affair, as they drove the Ratman to dig into the Land of Chaos, further north of the Great Wilderness, and it appears the Barbarians, who stole the relic, are somewhere in the Dark Mountain Range now.

But what’s the principle behind the Frost dwarves’ relic opening a treasure?”

“It likely refers to some warehouse or facility in Eden District, considering the dwarves held public office in the last Era, it’s not surprising they possess items related to Eden District’s relics.

But this news is indeed a happy surprise.”

Murphy squinted his eyes and said:

“Mark, help me contact Lord Baldur, he surely would like to hear this.”

“I’ll leave immediately.”

Understanding the gravity of the situation, Maxim spread his wings and flew toward Klim Fortress at dawn, while Murphy looked at the Ratman before him, who brought unexpected news, he stroked his chin and said:

“You need to change into more decent clothes and tell the Frost dwarf leader what you just told me, do you remember the location of that tunnel? Do you know where those giants took Winter’s Strike?

Lastly, aside from digging tunnels beneath the Great Wilderness, have you dug tunnels elsewhere?”

“I can remember! Mighty being Murphy.”

Black Servant Sen proudly said:

“Ratmen instinctively remember every hole we dig, but the entrance to that place is far away… squeak squeak, I can lead the mighty being there, beneath the earth, there are many tunnels, without a Ratman guiding you, you won’t find your way out.

As for the giants…

Squeak squeak, I only know they went to the gray deserts, it’s a hot place, very unpleasant, no Ratman wants to go… they’d be sun-dried!

As for tunnels…

There are many tunnels everywhere; Black Servant Sen doesn’t know how far other tunnels go, but Ratmen have been digging since birth, and some dug through the earth, falling into a terrifying dark world.”

“Hmm, so there are tunnels in the Dark Territory too, hmm, that’s useful information. Not knowing the exact locations is okay; this time, you just need to lead the dwarves to the furthest place you remember.

If you survive this task, you might as well explore the Ratmen’s tunnels; if there’s a chance of meeting again, I’ll trade precious items for information about those tunnels.”

Murphy nodded and said:

“But leading the dwarves in pursuit is a crucial mission, you must complete it, I will reward you in advance…”

He glanced at a precious short sword gifted to the Ratman by Huggesen, returned it to Black Servant Sen, and then said to Lionea:

“Find the tailor on the base, ask them to make a fine armor for Lord Black Servant Sen, don’t skimp on materials, the Frost dwarves will cover the cost, the sooner the better.”

Lionea nodded and turned to leave, while Murphy took out a hot melt dagger from his bag, handing it to Black Servant Sen and said:

“Like Huggesen’s gift to you, I give you a weapon for self-defense. The Ratmen in the Dark Mountain Range don’t know where to go, so here’s a suggestion, seek out the Wolf People.”

Murphy pointed toward the south and said:

“Don’t seek out the Wolf People who would beat you, gather as many Ratmen who will obey you along the way, and look for a guy named ‘Hog’ on the barren coast, tell him I sent you.”

“He’ll teach you how to be a leader, scattered Ratmen indeed need a leader, and you were shaped by the creator’s knowledge at dusk, you ought to be a Guardian of Creation.”

“The Wolf People have Gnolls as servants.”

Black Servant Sen complained:

“Gnolls bully the Ratmen, they may not dig faster, but Ratmen hate Gnolls! Rob them of their candles! Steal their bombs!”

“It’s up to you, as long as you beat the Gnolls, I think Hog will find you a suitable position; those tunnels pervasive beneath the Dark Mountain Range indeed need to be properly utilized, also, I don’t know if you can remember, but if you encounter those who worship the Lord of Darkness, remember to attack and kill them.

If you can’t defeat the Heretics, come to Transylvania and report, someone will handle them.”

Murphy took out a pocket watch to check the time, stood up, and said to the Ratman only reaching his thigh:

“Well, Lord Black Servant Sen, I look forward to our next meeting, wishing you a safe journey.”

“Mm-hmm, Black Servant Sen will definitely bring back dignity, mighty being Murphy will also accept us as servants, the next time we meet, we will surely let you taste the dignified delicacy we reclaim.”

“I’m not… oh, fine, good things are good things, better than bad ones, I suppose this is what’s called cultural differences.”